DERRICK'S POV
Derrick sat on the edge of the bed as he looked over Amy. He was a little worried that he'd overdone it this time. This was her first time after all and she may have not fully healed from her injury last week, not to mention the fact that she hadn't been fully indoctrinated as his slave yet either. Still, he'd wanted their first time together to be something special, so while he still decided to keep to the standard missionary position, he'd held back his own orgasm (something he'd learned how to do thanks to a quite extensive sex education course given by Sarah and Amanda) until he saw her eyes begin to roll back in her head, a clear indication that she was beginning to black out.
There was nothing he could do about it now of course, except wait for her to wake up and see what her personality would be. He didn't have too long as less than a minute later Amy's eyes fluttered and she returned to consciousness.
As soon as she did however she grabbed her head and curled herself into a ball. "Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow!" she called out as Derrick looked on, horrified. "What's wrong?!" Derrick cried out.
Amy suddenly held one of her hands out to him. "I'm fine," she declared through clenched teeth. "It's just, like having the absolute worst fucking brain freeze you've ever experienced."
Her body slowly relaxed then, as Amy's face took on a look of realization. "I just said fuck, didn't I," she said, her voice full of awe and wonder. "Oh wow, I can say fuck now. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck." She began to giggle then as she continued. "Fuck. Ass. Pussy. Cunt. Bitch. Cock."
She paused then as a silly grin came across her face. "Ooooh, I like that one. Yes I think it's safe to say I love cock," she said, stopping there only to turn to look at Derrick before continuing with, "especially one as beautiful as yours."
Okay, this was way too much tonal whiplash for him to take. "Are you...okay?" he questioned.
Amy got up off the bed as she answered, "Yeah, I'm fine. It's just taking me a little bit of time to figure out my brain right now."
"What do you mean?"
"Well I've got two complete sets of memories that are duking it out with each other and I'm trying to figure out where I fit in between them."
Derrick was a bit confused about this. Not that she'd retained some of her memories, Sarah had been the same way, but that it seemed to be such an internal conflict for her. "Okay, run me through this please."
Amy paused as she pondered Derrick's request. "It's...hard to explain," she finally said as she sat down on the bed. "It's like, I've lived two entire lives that are vastly different and they're fighting each other to determine who gets to make me...me."
She then turned to look back at Derrick. "I think your power might have fucked up," she told him.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I know what I was supposed to be. The brainwashing was supposed to make me some quiet, submissive little slave who doesn't have opinions of her own, just echoing whatever it is that you want."
"So you aren't a slave then?" Derrick asked carefully.
"Oh no. You're not getting rid of me that easily. I am absolutely your fuck slave. It's just that I'm not submissive anymore."
Derrick laughed at that as he sat next to her. "I'll tell you a secret," he said as leaned in, conspiratorially towards her. "The truth is, I like my girls to have a bit of fire in them. It's no fun to have them expect you to decide everything while they lay around like a dog. So if my power 'fucked up,' then I say thank god for small miracles."
"Okay that's enough of that," came a voice from the doorway.
Derrick and Amy both turned to see Amanda standing by the doorway looking at them wearing nothing but a pained smile on her face.
"Just you? I figured Sarah and Judy wouldn't be able to resist getting in on this."
"Oh they wanted to, but I told them you wouldn't appreciate them taking away your first chance to fuck identical twins."
When she said that Amy started laughing so hard she snorted, which made the rest of them laugh in response. Amy pouted for a moment before standing up and walking over to her sister. Once there she gave her a big hug and said, "Thanks for getting me caught up in all of this."
"Hey, I couldn't keep that cock all to myself now could I?" Amanda jokingly replied.
Derrick for his part openly ogled them as he enjoyed the show in front of him. "So what do we do next?" he asked.
The two twin sisters actively ogled him back before Amy finally responded to him. "I have an idea," she said as she took her sister's hand in hers and led her out of the room. "Be right back," she called out to Derrick as they both disappeared from view.
Derrick eyed the door, curious as to exactly what they were up to. It didn't take long as less than a minute later the two of them re-entered the room, moving themselves back and forth between them. They finally stopped and leaned themselves on either side of the doorway in their best attempt at mirroring poses. "So which of us is which?" they attempted to ask in unison.
Derrick simply smiled at them before pointing to the one on his right and said, "Amanda," before then pointing at the other sister and saying, "Amy."
The two of them immediately began to pout. "How'd you know?" Amy asked.
"Look down."
The two of them looked down for a moment, at which point Amanda started laughing while Amy still looked confused. "What is it?" she asked.
"Look at our pubes," Amanda replied.
That made Amy blush red as she looked down and realized Amanda's pubic hair had been shaved into a neat landing strip, while hers was still wild and untrimmed.
Her look changed to one of annoyed anger as she said, "That's it, we're shaving this thing right now!" She then went to grab her sister, but before she could a hand grabbed her by her arm and turned both her and her sister around.